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And there was yet another girl for a fighting class. What exactly was Dr. Smith involved in? Checking the small room, he dashed out to get an extra mat just incase. Something in the notes had meantioned easy fractures. He just hoped that if she showed up, the chit would have the intelligence to wait for him.

Finally, the man found his way back to the room, mat in either hand. Kicking open the door with a grumble, Gareth threw the mats down in front of him. Not giving any notice to Isdra, he fussed around with the mats. Finally placing them to cover all the floor he straightened up, wiping his hands off. Still he paid no attention to the girl.

Gareth raised an eyebrow as the girl suddenly twisted in front of him. How.. flexible. Well, it gave him an idea for a lesson at least. "The dude teaching you. You may call me Gareth." He studied the girl in front of him. One was a frilly princess and the other a punk. He just loved his job..

"Why don't we start with some streaches," he stated, gesturing for the girl to take a spot. "What streaches do you know?"

Inner groan. "Okay.. Let's start with the legs." Gareth led the girl through some streches warming up the body. Once the two were warmed up enough to do the real work he stood up and shook his body out. "Now, I was told you were flexible. Let's take that flexibilty and work on it. Then we'll work on how to incorpearte it into your fighting," he announced.

Gesturing the girl over to a wall with a bar on it, he took out a piece of chalk and marked the wall. "Try to get your foot there, and hold it. If you can do that keep going up until you can barely hold the strech. Hold for a count of ten. Bring it down in a controlled manner. Switch sides. Repeat for the front, side, and back, both left and right."

He stood back and watched.

Shaking his head Gareth bit back a groan. And tried not to hit his forehead with his hand. "Not like that. Keep your back straight, and if that is too low bring your leg up as high as you can do it. Your legs muscles need to be strong as well as flexible." Demonstrating he brought his leg nearly perpendicular to the ground and held it there. His hands rested lightly on his hips as he watched Isdra with irritation. After a bit though, he took it down and shook it out with a wince.

He ran her through the exercise again, this time correcting her posture and position. Then they moved up an area, working on the torso. She had already showed a great flexiblity but she needed to be shown them at least.

"Forward, all the way down. Until your nose touches your knee at least. Keep your hips straight though, we're working the torso not the legs. Then up. To the right, as far over as you can, left letting go of the bar. And back, again mind the hips," came the instruction. Not taking a chance on Isdra misinterpreting it, he ran through the course once, showing her how it was done.

"We'll do other.. stuff. It helps to warm up properly though." He rapped on her shoulder. "You need to do it correctly or you might pull a muscle or worse.. tear something." He ran Isdra through a few more streaches before moving to the center of the room.

Beaconing Isdra toward him the man moved into a fighting stance. "Try to come at me first."

The man simple stepped away from her pivot, ducking out of range of the attack. "Good, good. The element of surprise is important. However, when you're fighting a regular opponent they won't expect such flexibility. So save that for later in the fight."

The man nodded and stepped back in to engage Isdra. Quickly he jabbed a punch towards the girl's stomach.

The man almost fell for her feint, pulling away at the last moment. His movements left him off balance though and he pulled away at the last moment.

Stumbling backwards he never had a chance to attack though he did regain equilibrium. "Good, good."